Fire Boss details

Air Tractor Fire Boss N10122 205-FIRE

This is a follow-up to my previous post about this amazing water scooper used for fires. Donnie Mac, WA-DNR pilot of the N10122, gave me a tour of this lovely plane while at rest on standby at the airport in Dallesport, WA. Thanks Donnie!

I wish I could remember all the details of the amazing information he gave me, and I should’ve written it down or tape recorded it. There are very few of these retrofitted scooper airplanes available, and just this summer their numbering system is changing to the 200 series on the tail. This will match up with the same type of plane in Canada who also uses the 200 series. In my original post we saw 802 on the tail, that has been changed to 205.

I got to climb up on the wing and check out the cockpit and water storage area. The pilot can scoop water up from a lake or river through an intake pipe which drops down at the bottom of the floats. He can also fill via hose into these upper containers.

This is where the water is released, the Bomb bay door so to speak. Instruments can control the rate of water drop, how much is dropped in a certain area.

did you know that this plane was originally designed as a crop duster?

I found that very fascinating.

Here is a website link from Air Tractor, and I quote:

When equipped with amphibious floats installed by Wipaire, the AT-802F becomes the Fire Boss scooper air tanker, able to land on and scoop water from nearby lakes, rivers and reservoirs. From a nearby water source, the 802F Fire Boss can deliver up to 14,000 gallons per hour for extended attack or ground support. An unimproved runway or water-side ramp and fuel are all it needs to be a highly cost-effective forward attack air tanker.

https://airtractor.com/aircraft/at-802f-fire-boss/

All in all a lovely plane, and very nice pilot!

Also behind the N10122 there was another similar plane owned by a different company.

See the previous post for in-flight photos from June 2019

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Dreamily Dazzled Delights

Mount Adams shrouded in Storm cloud Sunset Glory recently. Mother Nature is still the best artist!

Mount Adams From a different point of view

I was up in the hills west of Mount Adams Tuesday 8/21/2019 and it was cloudy but the mountain was visible. There were interesting textures to the clouds so I stuck around at a fewpoint until sunset. For some foolish reason I didn’t have my camera with me, but I did get a few Photos with my phone.

that rock to the right of the peak in the foreground is the head of sleeping beauty from a different angle.

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I found an interesting native legend from old days about Great Spirit and the mountains in this area.

This link opens to a website called Gathering the Stories

Thus Dreams the Heart

Sweetly dreams the wayward child,

As Love surrounds their sleeping form.

Journey on through night so mild,

Unfolds a world so soft and warm.

Dancing clouds delight the eye,

Swimming high above the Bay.

The child laughs and wonders why,

Then joins in flight and joyous play!

~Starlisa Black

19 August 2019

Lenticular show

November 15, 2018 was amazing, lines of mountain wave clouds, stacks of lenticular clouds like ducklings in a row. One stack at the top of each wave of fast moving air.

I raced to my favorite spot, over looking Mount Adams, and found this scene. enjoy!

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Old favorites revisited

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These are images that are part of my heart, some of my favorites to bring back around. Most of these are available on my Smugmug site, they are often hanging in my gallery shows, and look gorgeous on Metal prints, Thinwraps, Gallery wrapped Canvas, or Prints

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The Elusive Creative Muse

The Elusive Creative Muse

Beauty is everywhere. As I write this, I can hear the geese flying overhead through my open window. It tugs at my spirit to come and play and dance on the wind. Looking around me I see all the unfinished projects and “things I need to do” instead. No wonder I’m such a procrastinator! Hmmm, follow the geese to the lake, or take care of duties. Yikes! So instead, here I sit writing about it all, looking inside for the elusive flow of creativity that helps fuel my life. Inspiration seems to have been hiding lately. I feel a need to track down my creative muse and drag her kicking and screaming from whatever box she is hiding in among the remaining chaos from moving. Perhaps she fell asleep curled up in a box of special treasures gathered over many years. Oh, and there are far far too many of those gathered treasures, and choices to be made. It is starting to sound like a search for my muse might include more sorting and eliminating! Ohhhh the choices… they become overwhelming, and soon i wander off to follow a dream.

May 18; Moms and Mountains

May 18. Lots of memories associated with this day, most of mine having to do with mom’s birthday and one birthday in particular when Mount Saint Helens blew her top.

May 18, 1980. It was my moms birthday, and my husband and I were in the old truck with mom and dad driving up in the hills past Trout Lake. We saw the column of Ash, and thought at first that it was a fire, but quickly figured out it wasn’t. We drove up to a place we could see a little bit better and watched for awhile. Then Jerry and I drove back home to La Center, and drove up back roads into the mountains on the south west side. We were sitting on a cliff all night watching it blow and you could feel the ground shake. Red tail hawks and eagles were soaring overhead.

10 days later on May 28, we were up in north eastern Washington seeing ash everywhere. While we were there the mountain blew again, to the south west this time. We couldn’t go home back down I-5, and had to travel through Yakima on the east side of the Cascade mountains back down to the Columbia River gorge and then west along WA-14. When we got to our trailer in La Center, there were several inches of ash piled on the roof.

Mom was fascinated by the mountain blowing in her lifetime, and thought it was a pretty interesting birthday present!

May 18, 2019. This year for Mom’s birthday, she gets another of her children, Roger, joining her in the spirit world. I’m pretty sure she’ll put him to work right away. Roger Black passed on May 16, 2019.

Mom, you are Missed, and Loved forever! I remember you talking about how strange it felt to be almost the last one left of your siblings. Now I understand all too well. You raised us to believe in the afterlife, and family being together forever; gratefulness fills my heart.

Mount St. Helens and me, in recent years. Taken at McClellan Viewpoint in GPNF

This is posting only now because for some reason my mobile app has not been uploading posts like I thought it was.